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Rusty Old American Dream
David WilcoxSongwriting Infobox
Song ModelSongwriting Lyrics - Melody - Harmony - Rhythm - Form Song Form Title - Chorus - Verse - Prechorus - Bridge
Well I don't look all that ragged for all the time its been but I'm weakened underneath me where my frame has rusted thin and this years state inspection i just barely passed won't you drive me cross the country boy this year could be my lastI'm that tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline and I'm for sale by the side of the road, goin nowhere a rusty old a american dream
I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958 Spent three days in the showroom, that's all I had to wait I've been good to all who owned me, so have no fear. Come on boy, put your money down, and get me outta here.
I'm that tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline and I'm for sale by the side of the road, goin nowhere a rusty old a american dream
Now this car needs a young man to own him. One who will polish the chrome. I will give you the rest of my lifetime. Just don't let me die here alone.
You just jump me some juice to my batt'ry. Give that old starter a spin. Hear me whirr, sputter, backfire through the carburetor And roar into life once again.
I am a tail finned road locomotive You can polish my chrome so clean We can fly off into the sunset together A rusty old american dream (Still runnin') A rusty old american dream
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